Shadow of Doubt

Fun murder mystery helped greatly by delightful cast. Ricardo Cortez is the male lead but he's not the real star. That would be masculine Constance Collier, here wearing a bad white wig and looking positively like a drag queen. She sets out to solve the murder so that her nephew Cortez can marry Virginia Bruce (beautiful, as always). Bruce's character is a bit insufferable though. As is usually the case in these types of movies, the supporting cast makes the picture. Great character actors like Edward Brophy, Arthur Byron, Ivan Simpson, and Samuel Hinds. Then there's Regis Toomey. Toomey was a rather static actor I've never been terribly impressed with in other films of his I've seen. Imagine Dick Powell without the personality. However, here Toomey shines and delivers some of the movie's best lines.

It was interesting to see how differently this movie handled some of the procedural aspects of the law. Lots of talk about rights and not having enough evidence to hold someone without arresting them. Often in murder mysteries of the 30s and 40s, the police seem to act largely with impunity, arresting people with little or no evidence and holding them like a conviction was a foregone conclusion.

This is not a classic or anything but if you enjoy murder mysteries from the 30s, I'm sure you'll have a good time with this one. Give it a shot.

Pretty entertaining murder mystery with Ricardo Cortez and Virginia Bruce playing the leads. Bruce is suspected of killing a womanizer, and it's Cortez to the rescue. Actually, it's his British aunt, played by Constance Collier, who cracks the case. Collier has a pipe organ in her house (which I'm sure thrills the neighbors) and gets off plenty of snotty remarks. Edward Brophy plays the police lieutenant investigating the case, and, for once, does not play a simpleton. Rounding out the cast are Isabel Jewell, Regis Toomey, and Betty Furness, who is not selling any appliances. The ending is a bit of a surprise.

Indomitable Constance Collier made her talkie debut at age 57 in this 1935 film for MGM and gets third billing behind Ricardo Cortez and Virginia Bruce. She hadn't made a film since 1922 when she co-starred with Ivor Novello and Gladys Cooper in THE BOHEMIAN GIRL.

Collier's talkie debut starts out slowly, but she takes over the second half of the film when she (a famous recluse) leaves the house to solve a murder that implicates for nephew (Cortez) and his fiancée (Bruce). She's just plain marvelous.

When a sleazy, abusive producer (Bradley Page) gets shot, the cops immediately zero in on the most obvious (and innocent) suspects and ignore all logic. As usual, there are many suspects involved with the dead guy, and everyone had a reason to kill him.

Co-stars include Betty Furness as Page's fiancée, Isabel Jewell as a nightclub singer, Edward Brophy and Paul Hurst as cops, Ivan Simpson as the beleaguered butler, Regis Toomey as a reporter, Arthur Byron as Furness' father, Samuel S. Hinds as the lawyer, Bert Roach as a detective, and Bernard Siegel as Ehrhardt.

Collier is a delight as the imposing dowager who hasn't left the house in 20 years (after her heart was broken). She spends her time playing the organ and playing cribbage with the butler. But when the law seems to be zeroing in on her nephew she takes to the streets, calling for her car to be made ready. The butler answers "but madam, the chauffeur has been dead for years." Collier would continue to appear regularly in films until 1949. Among her notable films are STAGE DOOR, THE PERILS OF PAULINE, ROPE, KITTY, and A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS.

This is a neat little murder mystery/comedy with noted Shakespearean actress Constance Collier absolutely delightful while making her sound film debut. She plays a rich recluse who hadn't left her apartment for twenty years, but does so when her nephew (Ricardo Cortez) and his actress fiancée (Virginia Bruce) are prime suspects in the murder of Bradley Page, with whom Cortez had fought earlier. Collier didn't like the the idea of Cortez marrying a penniless actress, but changes her mind after she meets Bruce, and sets about to solve the murder by setting a trap for the murderer. I loved the banter between Collier and twinkle-eyed Edward Brophy, playing the detective in charge of the investigation. Their comedy and that of her butler, Ivan Simpson had me chuckling throughout. Also a plus in the film were the presence of Betty Furness and Isabel Jewell, both looking young and beautiful. And I felt good about being able to guess who the murderer was from the clues given. The film is worth seeing, especially for murder mystery buffs.

I noticed one problem with the credits: Bradley Page's onscreen name is spelled "Haworth," but when his murder is reported in the newspaper, it is spelled "Hayworth," which is the way it always was pronounced.

Cought the film on TCM last week and found it quite enjoyable. The film seemed well cast and stylishly played. It certainly seemed like an "A" production to me. Constance Collier, in an Edna Mae Oliver type of role, is excellent. I was not familiar with her work and she does have an imposing presence. One problem was with the climax in which a good deal of action seems to go on in the dark. This, to me, became somewhat confusing. I wonder if this was an effect of watching it on the small screen?